tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16195251620214904642011-04-21T20:23:17.937-07:00Tingsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734371285021062152noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619525162021490464.post-65577437988328670502008-04-10T18:37:00.000-07:002008-04-10T18:38:20.879-07:00Pull back the shield between us, and I’ll kiss you, <br />Drop your defences and come, into my arms. <br />I’m all for believing, I’m all for believing. <br /><br />I’m all for believing if you can reveal the true colours within. <br /><br />I know you blanket your mind so much that I am blind, but I, I see you’ve painted your soul into your guard, <br />I’m all for believing, I’m all for believing <br /><br />I need to know just how you feel, to comfort you; I need to find the key to let me in, into your heart, to find your soul. <br /><br />Pull back the shield between us, and I’ll kiss you, <br />Drop your defences and come, into my arms. <br /><br /><br />I’m all for believing, if you can reveal, the true colours within, <br />And say you will be there for me to hold, when the faith grows old and life turns cold, when the faith grows old, and life turns cold. <br />So if you’re cold I will stay, maybe fate will guide the way. I believe in what I see and baby we were meant to be, <br />Just believe. (we're meant to be)<br />Just believe. (we're meant to be)<br />Just believe. (we're meant to be)<br />Trust in me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619525162021490464-6557743798832867050?l=abctingster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tingsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734371285021062152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619525162021490464.post-62362574527424318242008-04-10T18:34:00.000-07:002008-04-10T18:35:42.186-07:00He left a card, a bar of soap and a scrubbing brush next to a note,<br />That said "use these down to your bones".<br />And before I knew I had shiny skin and it felt easy being clean like him,<br />I thought "this one knows better than I do"<br /><br />A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle<br />He tried to cut me so I'd fit<br /><br />And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?<br />Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could've gone?<br />And doesn't it feel peculiar that everyone wants a little more?<br />So that I do remember to never go that far,<br />Could you leave me with a scar?<br /><br />So the next one came with a bag of treats,<br />She smelled like sugar and spoke like the sea<br />She told me don't, trust them trust me.<br />Then she pulled at my stitches one by one,<br />Looked at my insides clicking her tongue,<br /><br />And said "This will all have to come undone".<br /><br />A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle,<br />She tried to blunt me so I'd fit.<br /><br />And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?<br />Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?<br />And doesn't it feel peculiar, that everyone wants a little more?<br />So that I do remember to never go that far,<br />Could you leave me with a scar?<br /><br />I think I realised just in time, about my old self was hard to find.<br />You can bathe me in your finest wine but I'll never give you mine.<br />'Cos I'm a little bit tired of fearing that I'll be the bad fruit nobody<br />buys,<br />Tell me, did you think we'd all dream the same?<br /><br />And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?<br />Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?<br />And doesn't it feel peculiar that everyone wants a little more?<br />so that I do remember to never go that far,<br />Could you leave me with a scar?<br />could you leave me with a scar? ah-ah-ah.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619525162021490464-6236257452742431824?l=abctingster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tingsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734371285021062152noreply@blogger.com0